A Moment
When I went to get my two-year old son Drake up from his nap, he smiled at me, called out “Mom!” excitedly, then said “I love you, mommy,” unprompted by his dad, for the first time. It was such a simple thing with such an emotional wallop that it nearly knocked me over.
I won’t write, and I don’t believe, that moments like this “make it all worth it.” I think life is a complex series of ups and downs that are impossible to nail down onto some karmic balance sheet. It was a moment of great joy and no ambivalence. Moments like that have great worth of themselves, not in comparison or contrast to other things.
November 7th, 2005 at 9:31 am
I know that wallop…it about stops your heart. I have an autistic child, who in 9 years of life has said “I love you” less then once per year. It really twists your heart when they say it.